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Chapter 64 [Fan Jian Looking for a Feather Duster]

Ruoruo's appearance in the play may not be the most beautiful, but the memory and impression left on the audience is definitely not weak.

Even though it has been many years and the second season has not yet aired, when it comes to Fan Ruoruo, the former audience will definitely remember it.

Even, a picture will appear in my mind:
Brother is right in everything, what I say is what I say, I am the truth, I am the principle...

It seems that for her, the world is divided into two sides, one is brother, and the other is others.

Who doesn't like such a sister.

However, Fan Zui didn't like Fan Ruoruo's ending in the original book.

When watching the drama, many bullet screens also said that it would be better if Ruoruo's ending could be more perfect.

Although Ruoruo is the younger sister of Fan Zui and Fan Xian, they are not related by blood.

If Ruo Ruo is Fan Jian's biological daughter, she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is known as "the most talented woman in Kyoto".

In the original book, she ends up marrying Prince Jing's son Li Hongcheng.

Ruoruo has liked Fan Xian since childhood, but Fan Xian has always regarded Fan Ruoruo as his own sister, and has no love for men and women.

Therefore, Ruoruo could only suppress her feelings. Later, Ruoruo was moved by Li Hongcheng, the eldest son who had been with her for more than ten years, and finally married Li Hongcheng.

In the original book, Ruoruo buried her feelings deep in her heart, was obsessed with medical skills, and forgot about emotional disputes.

Later, Ruoruo and he practiced medicine to save lives, and Li Hongcheng accompanied Ruoruo to travel around. Several years later, Ruoruo was finally moved by Li Hongcheng, married Li Hongcheng, and let go of his obsession with Fan Xian.

"Brother, Dad has been waiting for you in the study. He looks a little unhappy. You should take care of yourself later."

While speaking, Ruoruo reminded in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

At this time, Fan Xian also came over and said, "Brother, you should be more careful in a while."

Fan Zui nodded, and then, led by Ruoruo, headed towards the study.

Along the way, Ruoruo asked in a low voice, "Brother, when will The Story of the West Chamber be updated?"

She learns very quickly, and she can occasionally say one or two of these modern words, and they are just right without being obtrusive.

Fan Zui took out an envelope and handed it to her, and said, "Among them are the next three chapters, you should read them first."

Ruoruo accepted it happily, and said joyfully, "Brother, you don't know that the ladies and wives of those rich families in the capital all like your book, and they are clamoring to see you."

Fan Zui smiled and said: "Miss is okay, madam is fine, I don't like this unless she is really beautiful."

Ruoruo hammered his shoulder and reminded: "Brother, you can just talk about these things outside, and you can restrain yourself later."

Walking through the corridor, Fan Zui picked a leaf.

The corridor layout of Fan Mansion is quite similar to that of Danzhou. It seems that the people who built it at the beginning were also intentional.

Looking at the round gravel road under his feet, Fan Zui seemed to be walking in the courtyard of Danzhou.

Near the study, there is a small bamboo forest.

It should have been transplanted.

Because that Fan Shilang prefers bamboo.

"Brother, I won't accompany you in, you should be more careful."

Coming outside the study, Ruoruo didn't intend to go in, told Fan Zui to be careful with his words, and then left.

She wanted to go back and read the latest chapter of The West Chamber, and continue to decorate Fan Zui's room.

She is worried about leaving it to others to arrange.

After living in Danzhou for so many years, she knew almost everything about Fan Zui's preferences.

How to arrange it suits him, Ruo Ruo made it right.

Fan Zui knocked on the study door, and a voice came from inside, "Come in", he pushed the door open and entered.

In the study room, there are bookshelves all around, filled with all kinds of books, or ledgers and the like.

Behind the bookshelf, there is a bed for simple rest.

and the desk in front.

Fan Zui smelled a fresh smell of ink, obviously, the ink should have just been ground.

Seeing him come in, Fan Jian didn't raise his head, but said lightly, "Find a seat for yourself."

After that, he ignored him and continued to write something, probably something like a ledger.

The Minister of the Household Department is now sick at home and has not been to court for a long time. Almost all affairs are handled by him, the servant of the Household Department.

In fact, although he is the servant of the household department, the power in his hand has long been the power of the minister.

It's just that His Majesty's decree has not been obtained.

But I guess it's only a matter of time.

The Minister of the Household Department is in charge of land, taxation, household registration, military supplies, salary, food and payment, and financial revenue and expenditure throughout the country. He is a senior official of the second rank.

There are naturally many affairs.

Fan Zui looked around and was not polite, he found a place to sit down.

The chair was brought by himself.

After an unknown amount of time, Fan Jian finally finished all the tasks in his hands and put down the brush in his hand.

At this time, it was pitch black outside.

He didn't even notice when the servant or the servant girl came to light the lamp.

There are just too many things going on.

Thoughts did not stop for a moment.

In the yard, and.The wind blows the bamboo forest, and there is a rustling sound.

There were also scattered pieces of withered yellow bamboo leaves that floated into the house.

Fan Jian looked up and saw that bastard fell asleep on the chair.

He was sitting upright, but he had indeed fallen asleep.

"Cough cough cough..."

He coughed twice, Fan Zui opened his eyes and stood up.

"You called a few oirans last night, why are you so sleepy?" Fan Jian asked with a dark face.

The son of the dignified servant of the household department, the third-rank general of the imperial court, with an army of 20 in his hand, on the first day he entered Beijing, he didn't go home and stayed in a brothel.

Among the civil and military officials, this matter has become a topic of conversation after drinking.

It is difficult for others to be famous, but for this bastard, he became famous on the first day.

However, it is not a good reputation.

Even, the fact that he bought Zuixianju at a high price is now even more popular in Kyoto.

In the place of brothels, many courtesans said after they heard about it, if Fan Zui was willing to go, they would not accept any money, they would just give money.

Hearing these news, Fan Jian naturally couldn't calm down for a long time.

Good guy.

Straight guy!
Fan Zui yawned and said, "Going back to Father, I didn't actually order a few, only two oirans.

Hey, Father, what are you looking for? "

Fan Jian looked around and said, "Your mother left a high-quality feather duster in front of her, wait for me to find it."

Fan Zui: "..."

Probably because he couldn't find it, Fan Jian could only give up in the end, sighed, and asked:
"Since you're in Kyoto, let's talk about your plans."

Without even thinking about it, Fan Zui blurted out with a clear goal, saying:
"To be a beauty collector, 30 is not too much, and [-] is not too little."

"I..." Fan Jian looked around in the study again, but still couldn't find it.

its not right.

He saw that feather duster yesterday.

Could it be that the cleaner took it away.

impossible.

When I was making out with Liu Ruyu here last night, I even started to fuck her and spanked her ass.

How could it be gone?

Seeing that he was looking again, Fan Zui kicked the chair under the chair calmly.

(End of this chapter)